It's Alright, Ma Chords by Bob Dylan The Band

[Intro]
D G D Asus4 Dsus4 Asus4 D
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[Verse]
G                        D   
Darkness at the break of noon
                        D    
Shadows even the silver spoon
    D                                 
The handmade blade the child's balloon
Em7               Am7         
Eclipses both the sun and moon
Dsus4                           G                    D     
To understand you know too soon there is no sense in tryin'
G                               D    
Pointed threats they bluff with scorn
D                       
Suicide remarks are torn
        D                    
And the fools gold mouthpiece
                Asus4              Am7           
The hollow horn plays wasted words proved to warn
Dsus4                          D         
That he not busy being born is busy dying


[Chorus]
                  G                 
Temptation's page flies out the door
                D              
You follow find yourself at war
                    D        
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
Asus4            Am7              
You feel to moan but unlike before
                             G           D            
You discover that you'd just be one more person crying
                 Asus4 A   
So don't fear if you   hear
Asus4 D                G       
A     foreign sound in your ear
Asus4 G       A  Asus4    D      
It's  alright Ma I'm only sighing


[Verse]
G                      D       
Some warn victory some downfall
                D             
Private reasons great or small
                                 D        
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
Am7                                       
To make all that should be killed to crawl
                            G              D            
While others say don't hate nothing at all except hatred
G                                    
Disillusioned words like bullets bark
   D                             
As human Gods aim for their marks
        F                        Asus4      
To make everything from toy guns that sparks
   Am7                                       
To fleshcolored Christs that glow in the dark
            Dsus4                   G                       D     
Easy to see without looking too far that not much is really sacred
G                              D    
While preachers preach of evil fates
                              D    
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Asus4 F           Asus4                
Can   lead to one hundred dollar plates
Am7                            
Goodness hides behind its gates
             Dsus4                   G                             D          
But even the President of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked


[Chorus]
                                      A          
An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
     D                           G       
It's people's games that you got to dodge
Asus4    G       A        D      
But it's alright Ma I can make it


[Verse]
G                         
Advertising signs that con
    D                           
You into thinking you're the one
                         D        
That can do what's never been done
Am7                               
That can win what's never been won
G             D                             
Meantime life outside goes on all around you
          G                    
You loose yourself you reappear
    D                                    
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
      D                            
Alone you stand without nobody near
       Asus4             Am7          
When a trembling distant voice unclear
Dsus4                                                   G      Asus4 D  
Startles your sleeping ears to hear someone thinks they really found you
G                               
A question in your nerves is lit
                      D            
Yet you know there is no answer fit
           D                     
To satisfy insure you not to quit
Am7                                   
To keep it in your mind and not forget
                  C         G                          D  G D
That it is not he or she or them or it that you belong to ■ ■


[Chorus]
                              A    
Although the masters make the rules
G   D            G               Asus4
For the wise men ■ and the fools ■    
      A               D         
I got nothing more to live up to


[Verse]
G                               D    
Old lady judges watch people in pairs
                                                        Asus4
Limited in sex they dare to push fake morals insult and stare
      Am7                   
Money doesn't talk it swears
Dsus4                     
Obscenity who really cares
G          D           
Propaganda all is phony
G                                          
While them that defend what they cannot see
D                             
With a killer's pride security
   D                            
It blows the minds most bitterly
Asus4    Am7        Asus4           Am7        Dsus4              
For them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally
G                       D     
Life sometimes must get lonely
                                    G         
My eyes collide headon with stuffed graveyards
                      D                             
False Gods I scuff at pettiness which plays so rough
                       Asus4    
Walk upsidedown inside handcuffs
Am7                              Dsus4                    
Kick my legs to crash it off say alright I have had enough
G                 D      
What else can you show me


[Chorus]
                                   A   
And if my thoughtdreams could been seen
                    D            G         
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
                 A       Asus4         D   
But it's alright Ma it's life and life only
Asus4 D G D
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[Outro]